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Rh I press to bear no haughty sway;

Look, what I lack my mind supplies.

Lo, thus I triumph like a king,

Content with that my mind doth bring.

I laugh not at another's loss,

I grudge not at another's gain;

No worldly wave my mind can toss;

I brook that is another's bane.

I fear no foe, nor fawn on friend;

I loathe not life, nor dread mine end.

My wealth is health and perfect ease;

My conscience clear my chief defense;

I never seek by bribes to please

Nor by desert to give offense.

Thus do I live, thus will I die;

Would all did so as well as I!

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The Harp That Once Through Tara's Halls

harp that once through Tara's halls

The soul of music shed,

Now hangs as mute on Tara's walls

As if that soul were fled.

So sleeps the pride of former days,

So glory's thrill is o'er,

And hearts, that once beat high for praise,

Now feel that pulse no more.

No more to chiefs and ladies bright

The harp of Tara swells;